Famous Female Werewolf Names Novels & Stories

The crowd of villagers parted and the man who was an Alpha glared at me, his lip curling up in hostility. “And who the fuck are you to tell an Alpha what to do, little wolf?” he growled. “I’m the Delta’s Daughter and I’m telling you now, unhand these villagers or this man will unleash my beast,” I said, pointing at Rhett who was gathering himself off the ground. That was always my answer when I was asked who I was. Not Alpha, not Queen, but the Delta’s Daughter. That was the name I had become known as throughout the werewolf kingdom and beyond: The Delta’s Daughter, a title that was fast becoming a legend.

"I'm not human. I'm a werewolf like you." One of the twins scoffed. "You certainly don't smell like one. What happened to you?" Cora turned back to them with her hands on her hips. "Why don't we start with some introductions first." "My name is Cora Windsor." "What pack?" the other twin girl asked. "Filli Lunae." The girl on the bed scoffed, her expression was haughty and dismissive. "Well, looks like it. Filli Lunae has the highest rate of messed up werewolves."

I muttered to myself, adjusting my body on the couch facing the entrance door, where I had been since I got back from the library. I couldn’t make it to the bedroom because I was so curious about the first red wolf, whom no one cared enough to know personally. To make matters worse, no one knew her real name, but as if to make up for the evil things that were done to her, were-historians named her Venara, a name that implied that she was forged in pain. “So sad,” Liya whimpered. I couldn’t voice my agreement as my heart ached for the mystical woman who could have changed our world for the better or lived for herself, enjoying everything life had to offer, except the torture and torment, of c

At that age, a lot of werewolves made their debut in society and even gained their wolves. I didn't have a wolf, and neither do I have a mate. It seemed like a cruel joke played on me by the goddess. As if I wasn't suffering enough from being an omega and a dejected one at that, I was without the two most important things a werewolf needed to be with. "What's your name?" "Celeste," I answered. "Celeste Ravaryn." "Celeste," "Alpha Keiran," I whispered, bowing lowly.

The room falls into a deeper silence. “We are gathered here today to witness the coronation of the first werewolf Luna of Bloodthorn,” his voice booms, old but strong. “Luna Eleanor Astrid Cage, formerly known as Princess Eleanor Astrid Clawford. We are delighted to have each and every one of you here to witness history in the making. Her Majesty, Luna Eleanor, has exhibited outstanding leadership qualities, proving herself exceptionally worthy of the crown that I am honoured to bestow upon her today.”

He asked him. Justin rolled his head and then responded to the question nonchalantly. "I'm sorry, she came during the incantations, but aside from that, nothing happened.". He clarified to Derek. "I see, but don't you think we should at least tell her the truth?".He turned to me and continued, "Sarah, do you believe in Werewolves?" He paused at the end of that question. "Werewolves? Are you they real?". I asked, finding it hard to believe.

she said with a smile. I looked at the pot in my hand. I wasn't expecting a full person to disappear on my dresser. I was expecting a voice or even some smoke like in movies. I put the pot down and looked at her. She's really a beautiful woman and according to the story of Selene the moon goddess, she's said to be a beauty. "Are you the moon goddess?" I asked ignorantly. She shook her head and smiled. " I'm Viviana, the first Luna of the werewolves world" she replied.

“I am sorry Alpha. But the dramatic actions sometimes impress ideas deep in the minds of the listeners. The news is simple. A very strong werewolf has been found on earth.” “Is it a turned wolf or something?” asked Lord Tamiel. “No! She is a born werewolf, with mysterious powers. Her aura shows me that. We shall leave no stone unturned until we find and subdue her. I leave the running of affairs in the camp to you Tamiel and Ramiel, until I return.” “Yes, Sire. But who is she?” “She is my daughter, from late Lucy. Daria- the goddess of time

I said slowly, “when my wolf shifts tonight, can you take pictures?” “Of course,” she said immediately before narrowing her eyes at me. “Wait. What’s your wolf’s name?” “Nova.” She blinked. “Your wolf’s name is Nova?” “Yeah…” I frowned. “Why?” She grabbed my arm and pulled me aside, lowering her voice. “The original Moon Goddess texts mention wolves like that,” she whispered. “Wolves who share the exact same name as their human are extremely rare. They’re special wolves, Nova.” I stared at her.

"You call her a stranger, marked and dangerous. He walked down the steps from the throne. Each step deliberate. "Tell me, Helena, bronze, and the rest of you. Have you been so old that you don't remember anything?, or do you choose not to?" Elder bronze frowned. "What are you _" "She is not marked by unknown magic," Arden said. "She is the descendant of the strongest queens in werewolf history. Queen Althea, queen Mireille. Queen sera of the white fang. The women who built the first alliances. The women who ended blood wars, the women who swore oaths to protect your fathers, the women who sacrificed their lives to save our species, who created the peace we all enjoy now."